It has been almost a year since I got back from overseas. I can't remember exactly when I returned; it was late August or early September. I have never been any good at remembering dates. But I remember that summer was drawing to a close as I packed up and prepared to leave.
Life has been idyllic in many ways since then. I don't work. I get up when I want. I have as much time at the computer as I like. When I am ready I do a little plastering or painting or building, whatever is in the works at the time. Or I don't. On occasion I have spent the whole day at the computer. A couple of times I have pretty much spent the whole day in bed with a book. While I was working, I often found myself staggering home each day completely drained both physically and mentally. Compared to that my life now is pretty ideal. But ideal has become a little too much like idle and I find myself getting restless.
My friend is getting married in September. We went to school together. Five of us have remained close friends from those days. One got married before I went overseas. Two others got married while I was overseas. I came back each time. Seeing as this time I am in the country, I figure I will stick around until then.
And then? Well, that remains the question.
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